Wen Hangxing's eyes were sharp, "Ms. Lin, what are you laughing at?"
Lin Yitang, "I'm happy."
Don’t ask, just be happy.
Wen Hangxing: "Don't you think your happiness is inappropriate? I was just scolded."
Lin Yitang's face was compassionate, "I'm just happy for you."
Wen Hangxing: "??? What are you celebrating?"
Lin Yitang said with great mastery, "Do you know what it means to be scolded?"
Wen Hangxing asked with a squint, "What does it mean?"
Lin Yitang replied in a masterly manner: "It means you were scolded."
Wen Hangxing was speechless. "You mean to say that being scolded means I was scolded? Isn't that pure nonsense?"
Lin Yitang: ︿(￣︶￣)︿.
Wen Hangxing turned and walked away, "Forget it, I don't want to bother with you."
Lin Yitang snorted, "I won't pay any attention to you either."
Originally, the only sound on the dining table was the clinking of spoons against bowls, but everything changed when the cooked fish was served.
The fish is quite large and can be prepared in two ways: steamed or braised. It looks very appetizing.
Lin Yitang looked up at Mr. Wen who was sitting in the main seat, then attentively served him a bowl of fish soup and placed it on the table next to him despite the old man's oppressive gaze.
"Dad, try this fish soup. It's fresh. It's worthy of being caught from your pond."
Old Master Wen glanced at his daughter-in-law and said indifferently, "You are good at talking."
Lin Yitang responded without any modesty, "Dad, you're too kind. You just praised me this morning. Stop praising me all the time. I'm almost embarrassed by your praise."
Old Master Wen was choked by her shameless attitude. He could see that this person couldn't stand any praise and was not humble at all.
Lin Yitang raised the corner of his mouth, "I'm an honest person and don't like these fake things."
The corner of Mr. Wen's mouth twitched. Honest? He was obviously cunning and sly.
He didn't say anything else, picked up the fish soup beside him and took a sip. In fact, he felt that the fish was indeed fresh, and even had a hint of sweetness.
Lin Yitang stared at him eagerly, "Is it delicious?"
Old Master Wen was so annoyed by her that he lost his temper. "It's okay, it's okay now."
Lin Yitang looked away contentedly, unable to control the joking in his heart, he said, "Then Dad, next time I go fishing with you, I'll catch you a fish like this."
Mr. Wen: “…”
Since it tasted good, Lin Yitong also filled a bowl of fish soup and started drinking it. The soup was milky white, without any fishy smell, and it was fresh and sweet in the mouth. It was really good.
Wen Zeli glanced at his empty bowl and remained silent.
Wen Hangxing watched this scene casually and laughed mockingly.
What did he see? His dear father was a little depressed because Ms. Lin didn't serve him any soup.
Wen Hangxing tried to send out electric waves with his eyes, Mr. Wen, you are this kind of person.
But Wen Zeli didn't even look at him, indicating that he refused to accept it.
Wen Hangxing: "Hmm???"
What are you so arrogant about? Your position in Ms. Lin's heart is the same as mine, maybe even lower. What qualifications do you have to look down on me? Pick up your weapons, let's fight one on one.
Wen Zeli frowned and placed the chopsticks in his hand on the plate with a "snap". The sound was neither loud nor soft, but it scared the people around him.
Lin Yitang looked at him in confusion.
Wen Zeli apologized calmly, "Sorry, the noise when I put down my chopsticks was a bit loud."
After saying that, he stood up, scooped a bowl of soup and sat down again.
Everyone else looked away, but Wen Hangxing lowered his head, not daring to say a word or look up at his father.
Lin Yitang noticed his silence and asked loudly, "What's wrong with you tonight? Why don't you say a word?"
Wen Hangxing forced a smile and said, "The food tonight is delicious. I like it."
Lin Yitong had a good understanding of his emotions and his first reaction was that he was lying, but Lin Yitong could not find any evidence and looked him up and down with suspicion.
Wen Hangxing: “…”
What is this doing? Like a black cat sheriff.
Just when Wen Hangxing was about to give up, Wen Zeli suddenly said, "Eat first, it will get cold later."
Lin Yitang suppressed his doubts and said, "Okay."
After dinner it's entertainment time.
Wen Hangxing had planned to go to the basement to play Sloak early on. Lin Yitang was not very good at it, but she couldn't resist his insistence and agreed to go.
Wen Zeli was called into the study by Old Master Wen, as if he had something important to discuss.
The father and son sat in the study. The black silk curtains were drawn, blocking out the light from outside. Only the pale yellow floor lamp in the room emitted residual heat, casting heavy shadows on the ground, making it look a little solemn.
Wen Zeli sat in his seat without saying much, using the tea set with great interest, washing his hands, making the soup pot, and serving tea. His movements were smooth and pleasing to the eye, but Old Man Wen was usually not used to seeing his movements, so he turned his eyes away, as if out of sight, out of mind.
The only sound in the study was the sound of dripping water. Neither of them spoke a word, as if they would lose if they opened their mouths.
Finally, someone couldn't hold back any longer, and Old Man Wen was the first to speak, "What was your original purpose in marrying her?"
Wen Zeli continued to move his hands, "Old people should not care about the love and hate of young people. What else can it be? Of course it's because of love."
Old Master Wen sneered, his old voice filled with mockery, "You're talking about love with me? Can you love someone?"
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